Just Another Love Story

Chapter 7: Letting Go

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Chapter 7Jason's Pov

Tara and I are walking out the club and she is totally drunk, but not me. After she came back with those two drinks I've been secretly pouring them into the planters around the bar. She says,"Jason, you are t-the best person, you know that?"

She puts her hand on my cheek and I ask,"Come on we have to get you home, where do you live?"

"At my house."

I look at her and I can see that she is being totally serious I say," Alright then, where's your phone?"

I walk her over to a bench and try to get some answers out of her. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out her phone she hands me it and I check her phone. She has a whole bunch of messages from her mom and which I'm assuming is her friend Emma. I ask,"What's your passcode Tara?"

I look back at her and she has her head hanging down I lift up her head and she is sleeping. I say to myself,"Shit."

I stand up looking around and think, I can't drive because I'm intoxicated and I don't want to put Tara in harms way. So, I put her phone back in her jacket and pick her up wedding style and we walk to my house.

It took me about 20 minutes and once I lay her down on my bed I walk away and I hear a little voice say,"Jason."

I turn around and she is sitting up she says,"I don't feel so good."

I run over to her in fear and literally pick her up like feather and guide her to bathroom. Just in time too because she pukes right into toilet and I grab a piece of toilet paper handing it to her. She says,"Thanks."

"Are you okay now?"

She nods her head and when she stands up I see a bit of puke on her dress. I point to it and she says,"Well that's really gross."

She climbs out her dress and once I figure it out I turn around and say,"Woah! Tara a bit of warning next time."

She says still kind of sounding drunk,"Oh yeah, sorry about that."

I run to my dresser and take out a shirt and shorts I give them to her I ask,"What's your passcode for your phone?"

She climbs into my bed and she says after yawning says,"8-1-2-1"

I type the passcode in and I about to send the message when the phone dies. "Dammit."

I put the phone on a charger and go lay down on the couch to get some sleep.

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I wake up with a little headache, but not as much as Taras is going to be. I go in the kitchen and start cooking breakfast.

Taras Pov

I wake up with the smell of bacon and with a massive headache. I rub my eyes and crawl back under the blankets. Then I realise these are not my blankets I peek and I look around. This is definitely not my room panic goes through my body as to the reason why I may be here.